Decadence

Immersing myself in you

Losing myself

To the pleasures

Of us

Feels like

What I imagine

Is the tactile equivalence

Of the decadence

Of swirling

The most amazing chocolate

Of the perfect temperature

And consistency

Around

On your tongue.

And if that flavor

Could be translated

Into touch

It would be this

Laying here

In your arms

Interconnected

Exhausted

In bliss